patricia in my case, it's a history of an abusive childhood that's led to not being loved.
I married a man who I knew didn't love me, but was a good friend, because I didn't think love was possible and I thought that if my mother believed someone loved me, she might see it too. She didn't and was never going to.
Since we separated 3 years ago I've been on a number of dates and had 2 short relationships.
In both relationships, the men both said they fell for my personality/character. One in particular spoke very fondly of the the qualities in me that he was attracted to. The other, I had a very strong connection with and we just got on really well.
The problem was that they ultimately wanted me but in a younger, slimmer, more attractive package. So I ended both relationships.
I can't do much about it really, especially given I was just a nicely curvy size 12 at the time.
I've put on a couple of stones now to keep people away and it seems to be working
because I don't want to go through it again.
My mother told me I was unattractive and no one would ever love me. Seems that it's true and mother did know best afterall. I wouldn't recognise love or know what to do with it anyway now.
The hardest part of not being loved is knowing that no one values me, no one thinks I'm worth anything, there's no one to share happy things with, no one to support in the hard times. Just stupid things like if I died tomorrow, there would be no one to organise my funeral; when my marriage broke down, no one who might call to ask if I was ok; and, when I turned 40, no one to celebrate with.
I'm sorry, I know I sound like a right misery! But I'm not like this irl. The people I do know have no idea I feel like this.